The past two weeks have been all about the goodbyes and the see-you-not-so-soons. We’re all packed up (a little more than I would have liked – 15kg in stead of 9. But everything can not be 100% as Jonas so wisely reminded me, and I guess you can’t learn from your overpacking mistakes if you never make them) and now we have touched down in Brande with Jonas’ parents where we will be ’till we fly out of Billund early Tuesday morning.

I thought I might add a little nerdiness to the blog. As this is my first post, I will start off light. I have been meddling around with the site. Trying to tidy it up a bit, with links to our different social media sites.

Just wanted to say a quick thank you and share some pictures from our going-away party this weekend. You all made us feel extremely loved, coming from far and near like you did, bringing presents and surprise guests. We feel so grateful to have you all as our friends and you will all be greatly missed.

Do you know that feeling? That feeling of extreme exitement. That feeling where your mind goes numb and your chest swallows up to the point where you almost hyperventilate. Where you’re pretty sure your heart might burst out of your ears and all you can think is: “I have got to do this”. That feeling that tells you everything is just right.

We’ve been getting this question a lot lately. And I realize it’s a totally fair question to ask – even though we are certainly not the first nor the last people to do this, it is still rather unusual to sell all your stuff and go into the World without as much as a hint of a plan.

Last winter (at the end of 2013/beginning of 2014) I was really down. I was stressed out over how out-of-control I felt in my life. I was in a rot – unable to see a way out, I felt stuck in a life I didn’t want and didn’t feel I could change. But I had also just started my Master coach program and slowly things started to shift.